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236、Singing Late At Night, Very Sentimental

In the dark, on top of the train.

Facing the level 96 sour ghost in front of him, Cheng Guhao didn't have any fear.

I saw him spread his arms wide, and took a deep breath to fill his entire chest. Immediately afterwards, with a movement of his throat, a strange singing voice was sung from his throat.

This is an indescribable sound, it is not sharp and piercing, but it is like the low moans of a resentful girl who has been imprisoned for thousands of years, like crying from hell, or like crying from hell. A dirge from the depths of the sea.

This extremely resentful emotion immediately infected everyone on the roof of the car.

As soon as the song entered their ears, their bodies seemed to be out of control, and they began to cry for no reason.

Sobbing again and again, the whole body trembled because of the sobbing, as if all the sad memories buried deep in my heart came up at this moment.

But their consciousness is unusually sober, it's just the body, no longer under their own control.

Not only those [Elastic Ghosts], but also Lu Tian, ​​Xia Zhihe, Qiu Xiaolu, Mo Zhibai, and [Geng] were all affected by this burst of singing, and began to cry involuntarily.

Even Qiu Xiaoye, who was standing far away from the locomotive, could faintly hear Cheng Guhao's singing, and tears fell into the snow under his feet.

However, Yuan Ya beside Qiu Xiaoye was not affected by the singing at all. Instead, his expression looked very intoxicated, as if he was enjoying Cheng Gu Hao's singing.

Qiu Xiaoye wiped away tears and asked, "Yuanya, why are you alright? Why do I want to cry so much when I hear this song, and my whole body is trembling. Huh, huh, huh."

Yuan Ya looked at Qiu Xiaoye, who was full of tears, and felt that he was very funny now.

The famous Qiu Xiaoye actually cried like this, like a kid whose glass ball was snatched away by a senior.

And because Qiu Xiaoye is crying, every time he speaks, he will add a few "woo woo woo" at the end, which sounds cute.

Yuan Ya smiled and said, "Of course I won't be hurt by Uncle's singing. Uncle once marked me."

"Mark? Woohoo." Qiu Xiaoye was curious.

Yuan Ya said: "Uncle can mark others. In this way, his singing can either have an effect on the marked person alone, or not have an effect on the marked person."

"Could it be that—" Qiu Xiaoye suddenly realized something, showing a surprised expression: "He has a Solo card? Wooooooooow."

Yuan Ya nodded: "Well, Uncle has a golden Solo card—【Singer】."

"So that's how it is, woo woo woo." Qiu Xiaoye wiped away another tear, and if he continued crying, both of his eyes would be swollen.

And the sour rot ghost on the other side, of course, was also affected by the singing, and began to cry involuntarily.

He also immediately realized that Cheng Guhao in front of him was the owner of the Solo card.

No wonder he, a human being, can have such a high status in the ghost king's manor, but it is obviously impossible to do so only by relying on those inferior martial arts skills.

The sour rot ghost wanted to launch an attack immediately and quickly get rid of Cheng Guhao, but he found that his body was completely limp now, and he was shaking up and down as he cried.

It's okay to move slightly, but when it comes to attacking, I don't have the strength at all.

Moreover, he also found that although he and his [Elastic Ghosts] were affected by the singing, Yu Meng and the guards were not disturbed at all, and they were now attacking those [Elastic Ghosts] frantically.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen elastic ghosts have been dealt with by them.

Although one's own acid can be used for defense, it is not a solution at all to consume it like this.

So, the sour rot ghost had no choice but to make a decision, and shouted at the [elastic ghosts] behind him: "Retreat! Woooooooooo!"

Immediately afterwards, he gave Cheng Guhao a vicious look, rolled along the roof of the car, fell and fled into the train.

And those elastic ghosts also rolled down one by one and returned to the carriage.

There was no enemy on the roof for a split second, and Cheng Guhao stopped his voice.

Lu Tian finally listened to the crying, blew a lot of snot out of his nose, and complained: "I said, Mr. Cheng, you should use this ability as soon as possible. If you do it earlier, my feet won't be corroded." It's gone, isn't it?"

Cheng Guhao gave Lu Tian a cold look: "If Qiu Xiaoye hadn't appeared, the little princess would have been taken away by that guy tonight. Officer Lu, your professional ability needs to be strengthened."

After finishing speaking, he immediately moved his feet and ran towards Yuan Ya.

Feeling despised, Lu Tian shouted at Cheng Guhao's back: "Hey, you can't blame me, that guy just sneaked up from the top! I can't go into this little girl's bedroom to protect her, right?" , even if you believe in me, I don't believe in myself, I have no bottom line."

Xia Zhihe on the side, glanced at the roof of the train , there are big holes that have been popped out everywhere, and there are big holes that have been directly pierced by the mucus of the sour ghost.

His heart seemed to be turned into a flower by a knife, bleeding petal by petal.

"It's over." Xia Zhihe spread his hands together: "If the train is like this, I won't be able to get promoted again in the past ten years."

Lu Tian patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, life is full of helplessness." Then, he took out a cigarette and gave him: "Come on, at least it will make you feel better."

Looking at the cigarette that Lu Tian handed over, Xia Zhihe thought for a while, and took it silently.

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